Arin was tied to the bed, blindfolded, spreadeagled and naked.
She could not see it, but lovely red colored ropes ran from each of her wrists to the headboard corner posts, and from each of her ankles to the footboard corner posts. Underneath her were smooth purple satin sheets, whose contrast enhanced the beauty of Arin's lightly tanned body. A white pillow was beneath her head, so her brunette hair, fanned out around her head, completed the gorgeous display. Music from a CD player was audible, drifting in from another room.
Arin had been tied up like this a few times before. She was thinking, "I really, really love this."
Molly had asked her friend before, but she asked once again for confirmation, "You really like being like this?"
"I do, Miss," Arin replied promptly, since the question was in synchrony with her current thoughts. She elaborated, "When I'm in this darkness created by the blindfold, my imagination runs wild. I'm quite helpless, bound like this. I imagine being a captive, sometimes of men, sometimes of women. I imagine them looking at me, making rude comments to humiliate me. Sometimes the comments are very bawdy, describing what they plan to do to me. I know that at any moment, someone may tease and torment my body, or climb on top of me and fuck me roughly. I really get excited, imagining these things."
"I admit that I have noticed your pussy leaking after being tied up for a while," Molly acknowledged. "Sometimes it drools so much you leave a damp spot on the bed. In fact," Molly continued, "it may be doing it right now." She was already on the bed between Arin's knees. She leaned forward slightly and pulled her slut's labia a little to each side. Arin's muscles tightened briefly and the ropes creaked as she felt that unanticipated touch on her pussy lips.
Light in that well-lit bedroom gleamed off the fluids seeping from Arin's vaginal opening, confirming her arousal. "Yes, quite wet. Oh! And your clit is fully erect, you little slut!" Molly exclaimed. Indeed, that small cylinder of pink flesh was quite firm, its smooth head protruding from its protective hood. Molly wet her finger and gave the clit head a feather-soft stroke with her fingertip. Moaning, Arin again tugged at the ropes that restricted her movements, not trying to escape; just letting her muscle contractions enhance her sensitivity.
What Arin didn't know was that on this occasion, Molly was working the camera on her phone. She was silently taking photos of Arin. The room was bright enough that the images were very clear, and any incidental sounds made were being masked by the music. Before she had climbed onto the bed, Molly got full body shots of Arin from the side, thinking, "Her tits rise up so splendidly from her chest with those darkened areolae and nipples at their peak. I wish my own were nearer her size." From overhead, Molly had also taken closer images of Arin's breasts with emphasis on her areolae and upthrust nipples. Now that she had parted her friend's pussy lips, she was getting shots of Arin's open cunt oozing its fluids. "I'd love to go down on her right now and suck her until she cums, but there's not enough time," she mused regretfully.
Molly took a dildo, wet its tip in her mouth, and smoothly inserted it into Arin's vagina. It was one of the larger ones from their collection, causing Arin to lift her head and gasp as her pussy was stretched wide open. "OMG, is she going to make me cum?" Arin wondered. Her imagination kicked into overdrive, hearing taunts from her 'captors' as they took advantage of her vulnerability.
However, Molly only worked the dildo in and out briefly, getting her submissive's cunt to loosen enough to accommodate the toy's wide girth. Removing the dildo completely, Molly got an amazingly obscene picture of Arin's fully dilated vaginal opening as she heard Arin sigh in gentle frustration since her cunt was now vacant. "Wow!" Molly thought. "A little more work with this dildo, and then the next size larger, and I might actually be able to try fisting her someday. I wonder how she would feel about that?"
This set of pictures complete, Molly carefully removed Arin's blindfold.
It took Arin's eyes a few seconds to adjust to the bright light in the room. Therefore, she wasn't immediately aware that Molly was continuing to photograph her, but this time with her face fully visible!
When Arin finally became aware of what Molly was doing, her facial expressions registered several different emotions. "Oh, Miss! You're taking pictures!" caused a display of shock and surprise. This was followed by a sexy smile as her natural exhibitionism manifested itself. As she noticed Molly taking a closeup of her now messy cunt, humiliation made her instinctively try to close her thighs together, but of course the ropes prevented this. "Oh my!" Arin uttered as her tanned face visibly paled and acquired a look of fright. She now realized her identity could be recognizable from many angles in these explicit photos. She turned her head to the side, trying to bury her face in her shoulder as a flush of humiliation spread from her face downward, ultimately covering most of the upper half of her torso.
"That deep red blush really looks fetching on you, slut," Molly chortled as she took another picture.
Arin trusted her friend, but she was leery about having it too widely known what a slut she was. Sure, Jessica and Alice knew, but they were also submissives, so they shared a common secret. Clearing her throat to strengthen her voice, Arin queried, "Why are you taking these pictures, Miss?"
"I'm preparing some nice images for a little contest you are going to have, my girl," Molly replied with a grin. "Here, have a look." She held the phone where Arin could see it easily, and flicked through the pictures, loving Arin's various looks of dismay, excitement and even lust as she viewed her body on erotic display.
"Now let's get your bindings adjusted." Molly untied Arin from the four corners of the bed. She tied Arin's right wrist to her right ankle with many loops of the red cording around her forearm and calf. Next she tied cording around Arin's right elbow and knee, leaving the knot at the inside of her knee. The other end of that piece of cording she secured to the top right corner of the bed.
Molly next secured Arin's left wrist and forearm to her left ankle and calf. Another piece of the red rope tied Arin's left elbow to her left knee, again with the knot at the inside of her knee. The other end of this rope was tied to the bottom left corner of the bed, tight enough to draw Arin's knees wide apart.
Arin complacently allowed herself to be trussed up by her friend, thinking, "My Miss sure knows how to get me turned on. I couldn't cover myself now, even if I wanted."
The submissive was now on her back, giving an marvelous display of full frontal nudity. Her arms and legs were pulled apart from each other because of the way she was tied and secured. Between her arms and legs, everything was visible – her breasts, her belly, her smooth mound, her labia, even her ass hole was visible. "Hmmm. I can make this pose a bit more lewd," Molly said aloud. She took some medical tape, and taped Arin's labia sideways onto her thighs. This brought into view her vaginal opening and the pee hole above it. "Someone is going to appreciate this sight," she judged mentally.
Molly checked the clock, making sure she still had time for the final preparations. She patted her friend on her head, and said, "I'll be right back." Leaving Arin bound on the bed, she went into the attic to retrieve the rest of the items that she needed. She was gone for only a few minutes.
Coming back into the bedroom, Molly went to the head of the bed and slipped an elaborate mask over Arin's head. The mask covered the majority of Arin's hair, and also covered her forehead, eyes and cheeks. It left only her nose and mouth visible, hiding Arin's identity. Arin's brown eyes peered at Molly through the openings in the mask.
Molly turned away, and began setting up the WebCam.
"What are you doing now, Miss?" Arin asked in a quavering tone of voice.
"I'll explain in a moment, slut. I need to get this connected to the Internet." She heard Arin emit a startled gasp. But Arin remained obediently silent as Molly finished setting up the apparatus.
Glancing at the clock, Molly gauged how much time she had for an explanation. "OK, my little slut girl who thrives on humiliation," she began, "here's what we are going to do. In a few minutes, this WebCam will begin a live broadcast to a special pay-per-view website. The subscribers are probably already sitting at their screens, avidly waiting for the show to begin.
"I expect many of them are men, probably naked themselves. I imagine their cocks are stiffening, with their hands wrapped around them. That's because they're aware that they're about to see a naked woman on their screens.
"The broadcast will last exactly 15 minutes. During that time, your job, Arin, is to try to untie yourself. If you manage to get free before the broadcast ends, I'll toss you a dildo and you'll masturbate with it, displaying what you're doing directly to the WebCam, realizing that you are giving a show to all of those viewers.
"To give you a little incentive to free yourself during this broadcast, let me explain that there's a penalty if you fail to get yourself untied."
"A penalty, Miss?"
"Yes," Molly said with a smile. "You've seen all those lovely pictures that I took of you just now. Well, if you fail to untie yourself before the broadcast ends, those pictures will be sent to everyone you know, with your full name and contact information."
Arin jerked in her ropes as she heard this, clearly shocked. "Everyone I know? Even my parents?" she sputtered.
